She tugged and pulled at his jeans until he was naked. Moments later, she felt her panties tugged down her thighs and the clasp of her bra undone as if he had more than just two hands. She shrugged out of her bra and carelessly threw it to the floor. Looking at one another with desperate heat, eyes locked in mutual concent and understanding. He lowered her to the floor, smiling, looking deep into her soul and entered her in one fluid silky motion. Slick heat enveloped him as he heard her cry out between clenched teeth. Slowly he began to pull back and thrust forward, his mouth capturing one perfect, puckered nipple in his mouth, sliding in and out, in a primitive, needy rhythm. Never in her wildest dreams had she thought that she would be here, letting him take her on her own office floor, but right now, it felt as though this was exactly what was supposed to happen. She would not give up the sensation of him sliding in and out of her for the entire world. As he suckled her breast, she pulled him closer; a silent plea to go harder, faster, deeper. He could not refuse or deny this woman anything. She could feel her release rising with every thrust. It pooled in her belly and spread out like wildfire threatening to consume her. "Please," she begged. "Please." He could draw this out no longer, his orgasm building and his muscles burning with exertion. "Come for me, Jade," he whispered, as if his command would send her over the edge. And it did. She came, the walls of her inner most intimacy clenching around him and sucking him deeper into her wanton abandon. Her climax sparked his own and he came violently, his vision whiting out in that moment where he felt closer to the furthest clouds than any other time. They came together and came back down together, panting and gasping. He raised his head, and kissed her breasts, her neck, her lips.......